Italian Vase
Artist to Artist
Taken on a side street in Italy ages ago, the composition appears intentional. The vase of flowers sits on a student desk with a stack of plastic sheets holding a collection of family photos. A child’s handprints and a rudimentary clock face are etched into the ancient-looking wall. A metal gate with a hint of graffiti reveals a source of light leading into a courtyard of a restaurant closed for the afternoon. Surely this scene was artistically curated with care.
The Hands of Time
For whatever reason, this photo has been calling to me over the years. I tried recreating image in colored pencil years ago, but it lost its hold on me before I finished. More recently, I began to the scene a little differently. Although the handprints, graffiti, clock, and mysterious background tell a story in my own mind, I let them all fall away so I could focus on an even more intentional composition. Time does that.
The Eternal City
From an urge to snap a random photo while wandering the streets of Rome in an earlier chapter of my life to today as I look back over the moments that shaped me and gather momentum for whatever comes next, I’m finding a story that, if told with love, could last an eternity.
To my loved ones, always look for the light.
“Like a morning dream, life becomes more bring the longer we live, and the reason of everything appears more clear. What has puzzled us before seems less mysterious, and the crooked paths look straighter.”